Fic- Distraction (Brian/Nick)- NC-17- Part 1of1
Title: Distraction
Author:fricky_writer22(Mandy)
Fandom: BSB
Pairing: Brian/Nick (Frick/Frack)
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 2014
Summary: Brian’s on the phone with his wife, but Nick’s not going to let that stop him.
Warnings: sexual interactions between two hot men, swearing, dirty talk, you know…the usual.
Disclaimer: Don’t own them, but I wish I did. Brian and Nick are not really boyfriends (well, I like to think they are but I don’t have any proof), and they don’t go around sexin’ each other…damnit.
Betas: None whatsoever, all mistakes belong to me.
Dedication: This is for my girl fricksgirl_17(Heather). It’s a very belated birthday present :P I love ya, girly, and I hope you like it. *hugs you like crazy* You’ve been my cheerleader for years when it comes to my fiction and this is just a very small thank you for all that you’ve done for me.
Nick closes the hotel room door quietly behind him, a smirk spreading across his face as his eyes meet Brian’s. He laughs to himself as Brian’s face turns serious and he starts shaking his head wildly back and forth. Well, that just wouldn’t do. Nick wants to play and he intends on doing just that.
Brian’s on the phone with Leighanne, as usual, but it‘s not like that‘s going to stop him. The three of them have a sort of understanding between them, basically when Leighanne’s not around Nick gets to fuck Brian. Nick likes this arrangement.
Phone calls are tricky though.
Technically Leighanne isn’t with Brian, so it should be Nick-and-Brian time. Then again, Nick’s pretty sure that fooling around with your boyfriend while his wife is on the phone is something that he shouldn’t do. But, ya know, fuck that. Nick’s never been one to give a flying fuck about rules and what is and what is not appropriate. He dated Paris Hilton for crying out loud.
So he makes his way across the room to stand in front of Brian, making a motion with his hands for Brian to uncross his legs. But Brian, being the stubborn little bastard that he is, is not moving. Fine then, if Brian wanted to do this the hard way, Nick would just have to make him move. Nick huffs and uses his foot to kick apart Brian’s legs, giving him the space he needs to straddle Brian’s lap. He’s just getting comfy when Brian tries to stand-up and throw him off.
His boyfriend is being quiet the little bitch today.
Nick uses all his weight to push Brian firmly back down. He places his hands on either side of Brian’s head and gets a good grip on the back on the couch. There, that ought to do it. Brian’s shooting him daggers, but Nick just rolls his eyes and leans in to lick one long, wet stripe up Brian’s neck.
The strangled noise that comes from Brian’s mouth was worth all the effort. Nick can hear Leighanne ask if everything is okay and he has to bite his lip to keep from laughing out loud.
“Ye..ah, baby, everythin’s fine. So, when did you say your folks were coming to visit?” Brian asks, all the while using his hands to try to push Nick off of his lap.
Nick’s starting to think he’s not being appreciated. Well, he could fix that.
He’s got one hand half-way down Brian’s pajama- bottoms (and, hey, someone’s free-ballin’ it today), when Brian swears rather loudly.
Opps. Gonna be a little hard to explain that one to the wifey.
“Sorry, baby, you know how I get when I’m watchin’ a game.” Brian apologizes through gritted teeth as he gives Nick a look that probably should persuade him to stop, but it doesn’t. He’s horny and he plans on doing something about it, whether Brian wants to man up and get off the phone or not.
He wraps his hand around Brian’s cock, stroking hard and slow, as he uses his mouth to suck a wet trail down Brian’s chest. Brian’s breath hitches, his hand balling into a fist on his knee. Nick smiles to himself, he’s got him right where he wants him.
He draws circles with his thumb over the head, and he can feel his own cock throbbing inside his pants as Brian’s hips thrust up at the movement.
“What…I didn’t catch that, Leigh. What did you say again?” Brian’s breathless now, his tongue swiping out to lick at his lips. Nick places the heel of his hand against his cock, trying to calm his own arousal. He doesn’t want this to end before it even begins.
Nick dips his tongue inside Brian’s navel, swirling it around and around, as his hand keeps up the steady, slow motion on Brian’s cock. He uses his free hand to tug at Brian’s pajama’s and smiles in triumph when Brian lifts his hips without protest.
“Ugh huh…sounds goooood.” Brian drags out the last syllable of the word as his head falls back against the couch and Nick’s feeling mighty proud of himself. He looks up to find Brian’s heated gaze locked on him and he shoots him a coy grin before taking Brian into his mouth.
“Shit!” Brian swears and Nick almost laughs, except that would be rude and all, so instead he just lets out a low hum around Brian’s cock. He doesn’t bother listening to Brian explain that one, instead he concentrates on taking Brian further into his mouth and using his tongue to tease the sensitive vein.
Nick knows he’s good at this, knows he gives head like a pro. He can usually have Brian coming in a matter of minutes, keening in a low murmur as he spills down Nick’s throat. He’s damn proud of his cock-sucking abilities.
Nick slides his mouth up to the tip, tonguing the slit and moaning around Brian’s cock as the salty taste of come hits his tongue. His own cock is begging for attention, resting hard and heavy inside his jeans. He reaches down, blindly pulling at the button and zipper of his jeans, sighing with relief when he takes his cock in hand and starts stroking fast and hard.
“Ugh…what?” Brian’s voice has taken on that deep, southern drawl it gets when he’s close and Nick shivers as the honeyed accent flows over him. Brian could make him come just by talking to him in that tone; he’d make a fucking killing as a phone sex operator.
Nick moves his mouth further down Brian’s cock, his lips almost touching the base now. When he reaches his hand between Brian’s thighs, the tip of one finger just grazing Brian’s entrance, he feels Brian’s cock jerk slightly. His own body is shaking with the need for release, his hand working feverishly over his leaking cock.
“Leigh, can I call you back?” Brian’s practically panting into the phone now, his hips rising and falling to meet Nick’s mouth. Nick moans his approval as he slides his mouth the rest of the way down Brian’s cock, taking him down and into his throat. Nick swallows, increasing the already tight suction and Brian thrusts his hand into Nick’s hair, tugging roughly at the blonde strands.
Nick whimpers around Brian’s cock as Brian tugs even harder, knowing how much he likes it. Nick gets off on having his hair pulled while he’s sucking cock, a fact that Brian takes full advantage of quiet often.
“What? No…I just…I need to…I’ll tell him…shit…I’ll call you back, Leigh.” Brian slams his cell phone shut and tosses it beside him on the couch. Nick groans when Brian’s other hand fists in his hair, the sharp pain sending jolts of pleasure straight to his cock.
“Damn, Nick…you’re…gonna pay for THIS!” It’s kind of hard to smirk with a mouth full of cock, but Nick gives it his best shot. Brian wasn’t expecting that at all. He crooks his finger, aiming for that sweet spot as he swallows repeatedly around Brian’s cock. When Brian’s hips suddenly thrust forward, Nick knows he’s found it.
He pulls off Brian’s cock, leaving just his tongue to tease the head, as he works his finger back and forth over Brian’s prostate. “Is that a threat or a promise, baby?” Nick teases, chuckling when Brian growls and tries to push his head back down.
“Depends on how fast you can get me off. Come on Nick, stop screwin’ around, I need to…FUCK!” Brian slams his head back as Nick takes him all the way inside his mouth again, sucking hard and fast now.
Nick can feel Brian’s hands starting to shake on his head and knows Brian’s close. He stops stroking himself and concentrates completely on Brian, his mouth working even faster, sucking that much harder.
“Nick…Nick…I’m gonna…Oh God.” Brian keens, gasping as his hands pet and tug at Nick’s head. Nick looks up and locks his eyes with Brian’s, silently telling him to let go. Brian moans, low and deep, and thrusts one final time into Nick’s mouth.
“NICK! God…shit…fuck, oh God!” Brian screams, coming hard down Nick’s throat. Nick swallows hungrily, taking everything Brian has to offer. When Brian starts to go soft, he pulls back, licking a few stray drops from his lips as he smiles up at Brian.
“Jesus, Nick…” Brian pants, shaking his head slightly. Usually this is when Nick would make some smartass remark about how much of a quick draw Brian is when it comes to his mouth, but Nick’s in pain. Now that he’s got Brian’s full attention, he plans on taking advantage of it.
“Think you could help me out here, Bri?” Nick asks as he starts slowly stroking his own cock again. He grins as Brian watches him touch himself, his eyes going dark as Nick lets out an exaggerated moan.
“Come ‘ere…” Nick quickly moves to straddle Brian’s lap again, moaning when his cock grazes against Brian’s naked chest. He leans forward, his mouth claiming Brian’s in a deep kiss. Nick groans when Brian sweeps his tongue inside his mouth, no doubt tasting his own salty flavor that still lingers there.
“Brian…please!” Nick whines, which he will completely deny later, because he’s a grown fucking man and grown men do not whine. Brian pulls back with a smirk, licking his lips slowly and teasingly.
On top of being a grade-A stubborn bastard, Brian could also be a world-class cocktease.
“Need something, Nick? I can’t do anything if I don’t know what you want.” Okay, so maybe Nick deserves this, but it doesn’t make it any less cruel. He’s so hard he’s pretty sure he could pound nails and if he doesn’t come soon something is going to explode. Nick’s not sure what and he would really rather not find out. Best to play along.
“Touch me, Brian. I want to feel your hand on my cock, want you to make me come with your hand.” Nick whispers, leaning forward to nip lightly at Brian’s neck. Brian mumbles a few words that sound like “fuckin’ tease” and “cockslut”, but Nick’s not really sure about that. All he cares about is that Brian’s finally touching him, his hand moving quickly over Nick’s cock.
Nick gasps against Brian’s neck, his fingers digging into Brian’s shoulder as Brian tightens his grip even more. Nick thrusts his hips what little bit he can, desperate for his release. He can feel his body start to shake, sweat sliding down his back as Brian thumbs the head of his cock.
“Yeah, that’s good Nick…let go.” Brian murmurs as he sucks softly at Nick’s neck, his tongue flickering out to lick the sweat lingering there. Nick lifts his head, leaning it against Brian’s as his breathing comes out in labored pants across Brian’s face.
“Bri, I’m gonna…” Nick tries to warn him, but the warning dies on his lips when Brian suddenly slides his free hand through Nick’s hair and tugs roughly while at the same time biting down hard on his neck.
“FUCK BRIAN FUCK…oh fuuuck!” Nick screams, white flashing behind his closed eyes as he comes hard all over Brian’s hand and chest. His body shakes as he rides out his orgasm, moans tumbling from his lips as he tries to regain control of his breathing.
“Nick?” Brian asks, pulling lightly on Nick’s hair and forcing him to meet his eyes. Nick blinks slowly, his whole body feeling sluggish and sleepy.
“Mmm…yeah?” Nick mumbles, wincing when Brian tucks him back inside his boxers. Jesus, he might have lost a few brain cells that time. Fuck.
“Leighanne said to tell you that if you distract me again while she’s on the phone she’s cutting you off from Brian-time.” Brian chuckles and Nick rolls his eyes.
“Technically she was cutting in on my time, but whatever. You looked like you could use a distraction.” Nick wiggles his eyebrows and laughs when Brian shakes his head.
“Helluva distraction, Nicky.”
“What can I say? I’m good.”
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*mmmwhah Love ya, Heather!*
Author:fricky_writer22(Mandy)
Fandom: BSB
Pairing: Brian/Nick (Frick/Frack)
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 2014
Summary: Brian’s on the phone with his wife, but Nick’s not going to let that stop him.
Warnings: sexual interactions between two hot men, swearing, dirty talk, you know…the usual.
Disclaimer: Don’t own them, but I wish I did. Brian and Nick are not really boyfriends (well, I like to think they are but I don’t have any proof), and they don’t go around sexin’ each other…damnit.
Betas: None whatsoever, all mistakes belong to me.
Dedication: This is for my girl fricksgirl_17(Heather). It’s a very belated birthday present :P I love ya, girly, and I hope you like it. *hugs you like crazy* You’ve been my cheerleader for years when it comes to my fiction and this is just a very small thank you for all that you’ve done for me.
Nick closes the hotel room door quietly behind him, a smirk spreading across his face as his eyes meet Brian’s. He laughs to himself as Brian’s face turns serious and he starts shaking his head wildly back and forth. Well, that just wouldn’t do. Nick wants to play and he intends on doing just that.
Brian’s on the phone with Leighanne, as usual, but it‘s not like that‘s going to stop him. The three of them have a sort of understanding between them, basically when Leighanne’s not around Nick gets to fuck Brian. Nick likes this arrangement.
Phone calls are tricky though.
Technically Leighanne isn’t with Brian, so it should be Nick-and-Brian time. Then again, Nick’s pretty sure that fooling around with your boyfriend while his wife is on the phone is something that he shouldn’t do. But, ya know, fuck that. Nick’s never been one to give a flying fuck about rules and what is and what is not appropriate. He dated Paris Hilton for crying out loud.
So he makes his way across the room to stand in front of Brian, making a motion with his hands for Brian to uncross his legs. But Brian, being the stubborn little bastard that he is, is not moving. Fine then, if Brian wanted to do this the hard way, Nick would just have to make him move. Nick huffs and uses his foot to kick apart Brian’s legs, giving him the space he needs to straddle Brian’s lap. He’s just getting comfy when Brian tries to stand-up and throw him off.
His boyfriend is being quiet the little bitch today.
Nick uses all his weight to push Brian firmly back down. He places his hands on either side of Brian’s head and gets a good grip on the back on the couch. There, that ought to do it. Brian’s shooting him daggers, but Nick just rolls his eyes and leans in to lick one long, wet stripe up Brian’s neck.
The strangled noise that comes from Brian’s mouth was worth all the effort. Nick can hear Leighanne ask if everything is okay and he has to bite his lip to keep from laughing out loud.
“Ye..ah, baby, everythin’s fine. So, when did you say your folks were coming to visit?” Brian asks, all the while using his hands to try to push Nick off of his lap.
Nick’s starting to think he’s not being appreciated. Well, he could fix that.
He’s got one hand half-way down Brian’s pajama- bottoms (and, hey, someone’s free-ballin’ it today), when Brian swears rather loudly.
Opps. Gonna be a little hard to explain that one to the wifey.
“Sorry, baby, you know how I get when I’m watchin’ a game.” Brian apologizes through gritted teeth as he gives Nick a look that probably should persuade him to stop, but it doesn’t. He’s horny and he plans on doing something about it, whether Brian wants to man up and get off the phone or not.
He wraps his hand around Brian’s cock, stroking hard and slow, as he uses his mouth to suck a wet trail down Brian’s chest. Brian’s breath hitches, his hand balling into a fist on his knee. Nick smiles to himself, he’s got him right where he wants him.
He draws circles with his thumb over the head, and he can feel his own cock throbbing inside his pants as Brian’s hips thrust up at the movement.
“What…I didn’t catch that, Leigh. What did you say again?” Brian’s breathless now, his tongue swiping out to lick at his lips. Nick places the heel of his hand against his cock, trying to calm his own arousal. He doesn’t want this to end before it even begins.
Nick dips his tongue inside Brian’s navel, swirling it around and around, as his hand keeps up the steady, slow motion on Brian’s cock. He uses his free hand to tug at Brian’s pajama’s and smiles in triumph when Brian lifts his hips without protest.
“Ugh huh…sounds goooood.” Brian drags out the last syllable of the word as his head falls back against the couch and Nick’s feeling mighty proud of himself. He looks up to find Brian’s heated gaze locked on him and he shoots him a coy grin before taking Brian into his mouth.
“Shit!” Brian swears and Nick almost laughs, except that would be rude and all, so instead he just lets out a low hum around Brian’s cock. He doesn’t bother listening to Brian explain that one, instead he concentrates on taking Brian further into his mouth and using his tongue to tease the sensitive vein.
Nick knows he’s good at this, knows he gives head like a pro. He can usually have Brian coming in a matter of minutes, keening in a low murmur as he spills down Nick’s throat. He’s damn proud of his cock-sucking abilities.
Nick slides his mouth up to the tip, tonguing the slit and moaning around Brian’s cock as the salty taste of come hits his tongue. His own cock is begging for attention, resting hard and heavy inside his jeans. He reaches down, blindly pulling at the button and zipper of his jeans, sighing with relief when he takes his cock in hand and starts stroking fast and hard.
“Ugh…what?” Brian’s voice has taken on that deep, southern drawl it gets when he’s close and Nick shivers as the honeyed accent flows over him. Brian could make him come just by talking to him in that tone; he’d make a fucking killing as a phone sex operator.
Nick moves his mouth further down Brian’s cock, his lips almost touching the base now. When he reaches his hand between Brian’s thighs, the tip of one finger just grazing Brian’s entrance, he feels Brian’s cock jerk slightly. His own body is shaking with the need for release, his hand working feverishly over his leaking cock.
“Leigh, can I call you back?” Brian’s practically panting into the phone now, his hips rising and falling to meet Nick’s mouth. Nick moans his approval as he slides his mouth the rest of the way down Brian’s cock, taking him down and into his throat. Nick swallows, increasing the already tight suction and Brian thrusts his hand into Nick’s hair, tugging roughly at the blonde strands.
Nick whimpers around Brian’s cock as Brian tugs even harder, knowing how much he likes it. Nick gets off on having his hair pulled while he’s sucking cock, a fact that Brian takes full advantage of quiet often.
“What? No…I just…I need to…I’ll tell him…shit…I’ll call you back, Leigh.” Brian slams his cell phone shut and tosses it beside him on the couch. Nick groans when Brian’s other hand fists in his hair, the sharp pain sending jolts of pleasure straight to his cock.
“Damn, Nick…you’re…gonna pay for THIS!” It’s kind of hard to smirk with a mouth full of cock, but Nick gives it his best shot. Brian wasn’t expecting that at all. He crooks his finger, aiming for that sweet spot as he swallows repeatedly around Brian’s cock. When Brian’s hips suddenly thrust forward, Nick knows he’s found it.
He pulls off Brian’s cock, leaving just his tongue to tease the head, as he works his finger back and forth over Brian’s prostate. “Is that a threat or a promise, baby?” Nick teases, chuckling when Brian growls and tries to push his head back down.
“Depends on how fast you can get me off. Come on Nick, stop screwin’ around, I need to…FUCK!” Brian slams his head back as Nick takes him all the way inside his mouth again, sucking hard and fast now.
Nick can feel Brian’s hands starting to shake on his head and knows Brian’s close. He stops stroking himself and concentrates completely on Brian, his mouth working even faster, sucking that much harder.
“Nick…Nick…I’m gonna…Oh God.” Brian keens, gasping as his hands pet and tug at Nick’s head. Nick looks up and locks his eyes with Brian’s, silently telling him to let go. Brian moans, low and deep, and thrusts one final time into Nick’s mouth.
“NICK! God…shit…fuck, oh God!” Brian screams, coming hard down Nick’s throat. Nick swallows hungrily, taking everything Brian has to offer. When Brian starts to go soft, he pulls back, licking a few stray drops from his lips as he smiles up at Brian.
“Jesus, Nick…” Brian pants, shaking his head slightly. Usually this is when Nick would make some smartass remark about how much of a quick draw Brian is when it comes to his mouth, but Nick’s in pain. Now that he’s got Brian’s full attention, he plans on taking advantage of it.
“Think you could help me out here, Bri?” Nick asks as he starts slowly stroking his own cock again. He grins as Brian watches him touch himself, his eyes going dark as Nick lets out an exaggerated moan.
“Come ‘ere…” Nick quickly moves to straddle Brian’s lap again, moaning when his cock grazes against Brian’s naked chest. He leans forward, his mouth claiming Brian’s in a deep kiss. Nick groans when Brian sweeps his tongue inside his mouth, no doubt tasting his own salty flavor that still lingers there.
“Brian…please!” Nick whines, which he will completely deny later, because he’s a grown fucking man and grown men do not whine. Brian pulls back with a smirk, licking his lips slowly and teasingly.
On top of being a grade-A stubborn bastard, Brian could also be a world-class cocktease.
“Need something, Nick? I can’t do anything if I don’t know what you want.” Okay, so maybe Nick deserves this, but it doesn’t make it any less cruel. He’s so hard he’s pretty sure he could pound nails and if he doesn’t come soon something is going to explode. Nick’s not sure what and he would really rather not find out. Best to play along.
“Touch me, Brian. I want to feel your hand on my cock, want you to make me come with your hand.” Nick whispers, leaning forward to nip lightly at Brian’s neck. Brian mumbles a few words that sound like “fuckin’ tease” and “cockslut”, but Nick’s not really sure about that. All he cares about is that Brian’s finally touching him, his hand moving quickly over Nick’s cock.
Nick gasps against Brian’s neck, his fingers digging into Brian’s shoulder as Brian tightens his grip even more. Nick thrusts his hips what little bit he can, desperate for his release. He can feel his body start to shake, sweat sliding down his back as Brian thumbs the head of his cock.
“Yeah, that’s good Nick…let go.” Brian murmurs as he sucks softly at Nick’s neck, his tongue flickering out to lick the sweat lingering there. Nick lifts his head, leaning it against Brian’s as his breathing comes out in labored pants across Brian’s face.
“Bri, I’m gonna…” Nick tries to warn him, but the warning dies on his lips when Brian suddenly slides his free hand through Nick’s hair and tugs roughly while at the same time biting down hard on his neck.
“FUCK BRIAN FUCK…oh fuuuck!” Nick screams, white flashing behind his closed eyes as he comes hard all over Brian’s hand and chest. His body shakes as he rides out his orgasm, moans tumbling from his lips as he tries to regain control of his breathing.
“Nick?” Brian asks, pulling lightly on Nick’s hair and forcing him to meet his eyes. Nick blinks slowly, his whole body feeling sluggish and sleepy.
“Mmm…yeah?” Nick mumbles, wincing when Brian tucks him back inside his boxers. Jesus, he might have lost a few brain cells that time. Fuck.
“Leighanne said to tell you that if you distract me again while she’s on the phone she’s cutting you off from Brian-time.” Brian chuckles and Nick rolls his eyes.
“Technically she was cutting in on my time, but whatever. You looked like you could use a distraction.” Nick wiggles his eyebrows and laughs when Brian shakes his head.
“Helluva distraction, Nicky.”
“What can I say? I’m good.”
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*mmmwhah Love ya, Heather!*